User blog comment:Lord of Bloodwrath/The Final Stand/@comment-3474228-20110607030519/@comment-3474228-20110607033628

Flang looks fearfully into the badger's eyes and whimpers. However, he has already done his job. An arrow comes whizzing out of the surrounding woodland, just a hairsbreadth away from Roan, going into a tree. "Put the weasel down, or the next one'll find yer thick skull."